The End (Troyler Short)

Chapter 1

TROYE'S POINT OF VIEW

"Troye, wake up.." I hear, faintly.

"Troye..." I hear once more, my body shaking. It's Tyler.

My eyes shoot open as I turn to him, yawning.

"What..." I mumble, as he starts to crawl to the space on the bed next to me.

"I love you." He whispers, cuddling his head in to my right shoulder blade. I turn my head down to look at him, but he is already staring back at me. I smile.

"I love you too, Tyler." I saying, hugging him. We stay hugging for awhile, he kisses my cheek then turns to get off the bed. He leaves the room, shutting the door behind him. I stare at the ceiling for awhile, my legs staying still under the grey sheets.

Suddenly, the thought shocks me. Tyler and I have been dating for 3 years now.

I sit up, my eyes wide. I can't believe it has been so long. Out of the blue, I hear Fun playing throughout the house. What the hell is Tyler doing...

Another thought shoots through my head. It has been 4 years since TRXYE was released.

I hop to my feet and off the bed, exposing my stomach. I look down at my boxers and throw on a pair of pyjama pants printed with a blurple tie dye. I've had these for 4 years. Tyler gave them to me after his video with Hannah Hart in Auguest 2014.

Time flies when your in love, I guess.

I realize that I have been gazing around for 2 minutes now. I shake myself off this train of thought and skip to the kitchen, to see what Tyler is up to.

"Hey, boo!" Tyler yells over the music, looking over his shoulder at me. I smile, releasing a slight chuckle. I can see his mouth moving, as he whispers the lyrics to Gasoline.

"Hi, Ty." I say, approaching him, his eyes focusing on the stove top. I gaze over his shoulder, not even needing to get on my tiptoes. Tyler is as short as a garden gnome, to me. He lets out a giggle when he realizes that I'm directly behind him. I blush.

"What are you making?" I say, licking my lips. Whatever it is, it smells joyful.

"Fried egg, would you like some?" He asks, flipping the eggs. I nod, letting a smirk come across my face.

"I will leave you be then!" I yell, waving my hand in the air as I walk away. I head to our room, letting the lovely scent find its way in to my nose. I enter the room, and make the bed.

Tyler and I have been together for a long time now... Maybe its time to step up in our relationship...

I daydream out the window, after finishing making the bed. I hear Tyler call my name and run toward the kitchen. I sit down at the table, my food in front at me. Tyler and I lock eyes from across the table, I grin happily. I eat my food in silence, hearing the noise of clattering forks and knifes.

Tyler clears his throat, my eyes draw to him.

"Is there something wrong?" He asks, with fear drawn over his face. I shake my head.

"No, of course not." I answer, quickly.

"I'll be shopping a lot today, is there anything you need?" I ask, trying to change subjects. He lifts his hand to his chin, stroking his fake beard. I let out a chuckle, picking up my fork and stabbing an egg, then shoving it in my mouth.

"My head bag broke- wait no... it is a um... SHOWER CAP!" He says, almost stuttering, releasing a deep pink blush into his cheeks.

"So, yes. I need a new shower cap, Troye." He says, running his hand through his hair. I nod, getting up from my chair and heading toward the bedroom.